Med school dream

posted by Jeff | Tuesday, October 4, 2011, 10:15 PM | comments: 0

I had the strangest dream last night that I was starting med school. It was the very first day, and I was scratching my head over why I was there at all. I'm looking at my class schedule and thinking, "Huh? I don't even want to be a doctor." I then proceeded to figure out how to drop out.

I've had a lot of going back to school dreams, but usually they're just back to undergrad, where I'm inevitably an R.A. who is blowing off doing rounds (just like real life!). It's kind of strange that I have so little interest in ever going to grad school, because so many people close to me have gone for one thing or another. All of the "special ladies" from various parts of my life range from one masters up to a DVM, and I admire them all for it, but I couldn't do it myself.

Interestingly enough, the one case where I could make an effort is so I could coach college volleyball. Schools are weird like that, they want you to have something more. The truth is though, I wouldn't likely pursue any kind of coaching career without having a serious financial backup, because that line of work does not exactly pay very well.

So to grad students past and present everywhere... I salute you.


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